Welcome Home/ No Homo- MaskedMexican

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Ohm POV:

I clean up the house and set everything up the way it was before Max had gotten severely broken.

He had just been so lonely, if only I had known..

I hear the front door open and look up to see Max and his sad eyes look around his now clean house.
"What's this?" his voice comes out barely a whisper and I go to him.
"I thought it could use a deep clean." I smile as Max continues to look around, setting his bags by the door he rushes to me and embraces me in a giant hug. "Ohm.." he starts, his voice cracking and tears in his eyes.
"You're an amazing friend. I love you. No homo." he cracks a smile and I force one, forever knowing that Max and I will always be friends nothing more. And as much as I wanted to I could never tell him that I loved him back.
"Same.." I whisper, hugging him loosely as my hair falls in my face and small tears well up in my eyes. "No homo.."

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